will you love me in the garden?will you lay me on your bed of dewy stemsand bright flora?will your soil support me, cultivate me?will blossoms expand from my golden hips with your tender kiss on my lips?will you bend your knees closer to get a better look?lift my heel up to inspect my damage, hold my fingers to examine my wilting. will you kiss my belly as softly as you speak to your roses?will...

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+Acrylic on Paper.  5' (h) x 3 ' (w)

Hidden place, vines overgrown, A home, rooted underneath, Shapes and form, Whispers and subtle sounds, Conversations and songFollowing the trial, drawn out by each individual seed

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Little Cyan Wren by Genevieve Edwards

Once upon a time there stood a wallThe wall had a crack which was only smallInto that crack a seed did fallBut would that seed ever grow at all? The seed got damp and swelled and splitIt squeezed out a root which wiggled a bitWorming its way down deep in the blackThe seed had started to grow in the crack. Next came a shoot, striving for lightIt pushed out of the black and into the brightBuds st...

Location: Edwards Garden.Camera: Nikon F3 Film: Fujifilm Fujicolor 200

Photos taken in nature 1) Dorset has always been a place close to my heart, it brings back those childhood memories of spending a week on different beaches during the summer. I have also dreamt of running through a flower field, and so the combination of the flowers that welcomed us and a view of the sea was a perfect way to spend time with family2) The archway in our garden has been there fo...

the path opens to me nowafter so many years spent afraid to step without permission.no longer do I ask:is this okay with you?are you angry with me?are you proud of me yet?instead, I danceforward along the flowers,sweet orange poppiesbowing to the sun.